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A GUEST

A few days ago I received a guestA guest I did not prepare to welcomeA special guest to all who knew his worthI never knew what to give this new guestI started by showing offI went to extremes in extravaganceI showed neighbours how wasteful I amYet None I did made this guest happyI was frustratedWho is this guest? So humble and so quietWhat does he like, what do I do for him?All this made me unhappyThe vigor I had in all things i did: LOST!I felt like worshipping this guestBut then that's what many others doExcept for those who Allah guides RamadhanA precious gift a special guestHow blessed it is I never knewBut my welcome was never goodLearn from the mistakes you doI just didAllah brought to us this guestNo ordinary guestLet's serve Him and use this guestNot for sins but for HeavenFor Allah's MercyFor Allah's Forgiveness
This guest carries so much gifts
He is there in everyones home
If we failed to welcome then...

This is a dedication to a new chapter in my life. A chapter of hope and struggle. A chapter filled with love, affection and some sweet bitterness.
This is a story dedicated to a budding rose. A beautiful angel. An epitome of beauty and kindness.
This goes to the one who helped me curb my desires.

I have for long struggled in the darkness of sins. In the pits of desires. Drowning in the deep evil of Iblees. That was the past and I say Alhamdulillah for now it is much more better thanks to this angel brought in my life by Allah (Subhanahu Wa Ta'la).

It is rare that i sit down and write. Yet there is a push today for me to write and this time not a poem but a small appreciation. To appreciate those who motivate me; appreciate those who love me; appreciate my Religion of Islam.

This I have been taught by the Queen that is in my heart. The newest chapter of my life. My one and only wife (DON'T JUDGE IF I HAVE NO MATHNAA PLEASE!). This budding rose taught me to appreciate all thos…